Pei Dongshi coldly refused, "Sweetheart doesn't take orders."
Ye Xinyu naturally knew.
Sweetheart's great fame, even though she had never shown her true face, was highly sought after in the socialites' circle. Each season, she designed no more than five garments, not for sale, but for auction, donating all proceeds to children in impoverished mountainous areas.
Because of this, even if it was just for show or for a good reputation, an item designed by Sweetheart could fetch astronomical prices at auction.
"Aren't there exceptions to everything?"
Ye Xinyu, relying on their slight acquaintance from several international banquets, brazenly made her request, "If she would consider, I would accept any price."
Pei Dongshi said coldly, "I'm afraid you couldn't afford it."
Ye Xinyu's smile stiffened, and her hand gripping the handle of the cup tightened momentarily.
She couldn't help but take another look at Pei Dongshi.
